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nnnyxie · 7 months

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CAN’T WAIT ANY LONGERRR

So this one is angsty (if you squint) basically reader is Bakugos little sibling (by like a year or two to not make it weird) and they grew up together…And this is kinda mean!Izu x reader but whatever

Izu one day just randomly reflects on Bakugos bullying and is like well fuck him and decides to date his younger sibling to fuck with Bakugo as ‚revenge‘

Failing to inform them he was only dating them to fuck with their brother. He‘s still doting and sweet and oh so loving(he also failed to realize he fell for reader fr)…and on one random Tuesday they just overhear him speaking about it like on the phone to his friends being like „yeah Kacchan is totally pissed it worked like a charm“

Reader absolutely breaks down and runs to Kacchan for comfort because big brother is always the solution🤞 so then Izu dosen’t even realize and tries talking to reader and they just cut all contact and Izu panics and realizes what he feels for them but it‘s too late hehe. (I need some sort of happy ending for reader😭)

Bonus ofcourse would be lots and lots of groveling before they eventually restart, or reader moves on if you‘re not the second chance type..revenge is always the answer🫶🏻 idk both ends would be cute Idk when I turned into an angst Whore I used to be a fluff addict😞 #𖢥 izuku anon

SOBS!!! DRAMATICALLY THROWS MYSELF ONTO THE FLOOR!!!! CLAWS AT MY ENCLOSURE!!!!

i’m not much of a second chance person when it comes to this stuff but……. i like fluff……. so we shall see how the ending goes…….. it’s a wild card for the both of us???

(ps there is swearing bc it’s me…) (pps i did add a part where he said ‘fuckin with my blood’ but i originally had like— an adopted sibling in mind?? so just read however you’d like!!) (ppps i added some comfort from our girlies and kiri bc i LOVE them)

for this we’re gonna pretend like the boys have had no progress in friendship and that they HATE each other with a passion and that season 6 didn’t happen!! AND that they’re in their second year while you, darling reader, are a first year at UA!!

okay so. despite katsuki being such an asshole and probably the most difficult person to deal with— he has such a soft spot for his little sibling!!

he makes it known that if anyone fucks with you— he’ll beat them worse than they could ever imagine. you thought his normal threats were bad? oh sweetheart, these are far worse!! he’ll go into solid detail and even give ‘warning’ hits.

enter izuku, your longtime crush. ever since you were kids, you have always liked him. loved him, even. you admire how ambitious he is and how far he’s come.

izuku was dense about your crush at first, in all honesty. it wasn’t until he overheard your conversation with katsuki in the dorm stairs one day!!

it was something along the lines of “you can’t love that nerd!” “but i do! and if he feels the same i don’t want you ruining this for me!” “you’re too good for him! plus you’re too young to date anyways!” “katsuki, i’m not a baby anymore! look— if he ends up rejecting me then i’ll tell you. and you can do whatever you want, okay?” “okay. and if he accepts then, i’ll punch him too.” “katsuki no—”

izuku usually isn’t the type for petty revenge but— katsuki has hurt him for long enough. so this would be a great way to get back at him, right..?

now let’s dive into izuku’s little plan—

like i said before, he isn’t one to do this sort of thing. he really isn’t but— katsuki just… fuels a fire in him that he can’t put out.

izuku thought this little idea was crazy (it is), so he confided in someone about it— can you guess who?? wanna know who??? the one and only…

kaminari denki!!

that is correct, he confides in kaminari. see— izuku doesn’t tell kaminari that the person is katsuki’s little sibling.

izuku just tells him “i want to piss this guy off by dating their younger sibling but, i feel like that’s crazy…” and kaminari says “nah dude, if that person is a piece of shit then i say go for it. i mean— if they’re shitty then their sibling probably is too!”

which is very incorrect— you and katsuki aren’t alike.

well— you are?? but also aren’t??? if that makes sense

anyways… izuku was STUPID and took his advice.

so— izuku enacts his plan. he’ll fake confess to you, in front of katsuki. it has to be in front of him. he’ll date you for a bit to make katsuki mad, lead you on a little, then break up with you. easy peasy right?

wrong.

first off, he did confess in front of katsuki but, katsuki punched him right in the face.

second, when you accepted his confession, katsuki punched him again. this time in the stomach.

but hey— anything for petty revenge… ig…?

anywhooo y’all get into a relationship!! and it’s a dream for you, truly. you’re with the person you’ve been in love with for basically your entire life!! and that person loves you back!!!

literally everyone is jealous because you’re the couple. the blueprint. the outcome. the relationship. (or so you and the others thought….)

the relationship is… healthy? i mean, it is healthy if you ignore the fact that izuku is doing this all to piss off katsuki!!

and oh my god— katsuki is fucking angry. he’s always ‘mean mugging’ izuku. he isn’t doing anything,,, physical because you chewed him out for it. like— you really laid into him when he punched izuku. and you had a very lengthy talk with him. so, he’s keeping his hands to himself— for now.

okay moving on from that??? kaminari doesn’t put two and two together when izuku starts dating you— as much as i love him, he isn’t the brightest bulb in the box! yes he’s smart but c’mon……..

which actually brings me to how you found out!!!

so……. one day you and izuku are just walking down the hall to go to his room, y’all planned a cute movie night!!! (which he was really looking forward to) when the lovely kaminari denki comes strolling up to him.

“hey dude! how’s that revenge thing going? it’s been what?? eight?? months— you piss off the guy yet? is he totally mad that you’re with his sibling?” kaminari had the widest grin— he’s so dumb, bless his heart.

“izuku, what does he mean?” “i— kaminari, i don’t—” “huh? he’s dating some guy’s sibling to piss him off cause the dude’s a total piece of shit and i thought maybe the dude’s sibling was shi—” “kaminari! stop it!” izuku slapped his hand over the blonde’s mouth. all you could say was ‘oh’ then you ran towards katsuki’s room, hoping he’d be in there.

“wait— was— was the guy katsuki and the sibling was them!?” kaminari shouted in surprised (jfc…). izuku sighed with a nod. “dude you fucked up. like really fucked up. they were a total hottie?? and super cool?? plus katsuki is gonna be really pissed.” “i know…”

izuku felt so guilty because he was genuinely beginning to fall for you— like seriously!! he’s in love with you and now everything is ruined. i mean, he knew he’d have to tell you at some point because, no relationship should be built on lies but still !!

when you told your brother— he felt beyond pissed, angry, furious, etc. his emotions were indescribable. katsuki genuinely wanted to kill izuku. yeah, he’s always said ‘i’ll kill you’ but it’s not like he ever actually meant it.

but this time—

he really did mean it. he felt like he could commit murder.

“outside.” katsuki grabbed izuku by the collar of his shirt and dragged him through the dorms.

“wait— kacchan just let me explain!” he panicked, he wanted to tell katsuki that he did love you. that his intentions weren’t good at first but his feelings became real very quickly!

“what dumb ass excuse could you possibly have that would make this fuckin’ situation better!?” katsuki’s left hand sparked as he tossed izuku outside the doors.

“i— i’m not trying to make the situation better! i j-just want to explain!” “you have one minute before i blow your head off.”

“i did it to make you mad at first but— but, i ended up really falling for them! seriously! i w-was going to tell them!” “why the fuck would you even think about doin’ that shit!? even i wouldn’t go that low!” katsuki’s hands grew hot. he was on the verge of becoming a murderer.

“i’m sorry! i really am! i just— i was so mad at you and it was petty revenge!” izuku’s hands were raised in defense. “that shit wasn’t revenge! that was fuckin’ with my blood!” katsuki raised his hand to izuku’s face, getting ready to blast him— but he was stopped. “bakugo, midoriya. nezu’s office, now.” a very tired sounding, aizawa demanded.

while that was going down— you were left in katsuki’s room, crying on his floor.

“uhm— hey, it’s just us…” mina, jirou, and kirishima walked in. you wiped your eyes and nose, you didn’t really like being seen in a vulnerable state. something you and katsuki had in common.

“so we uh… kinda heard about what happened from kaminari.” jirou whispered as her jacks poked together. “i’m sorry, he’s a loud mouth…” “and uhm… your brother isn’t exactly quiet either.” kirishima looked to the ground beside you.

“i kinda heard their conversation… midoriya said he loves you…” mina sat beside you. “so what are you gonna do? are you gonna hear midoriya out..?” you shrugged.

even if he really did begin to love you, how could you ever trust him again? and— what if he was lying to your brother just to get an easy out?

you felt sick— and you felt like a fool. you felt so stupid for thinking that your brother’s enemy could actually have feelings for you. you felt like an idiot.

“i think… i think that, maybe, i could hear his explanation but… i won’t forgive him or give him another chance. i can’t trust him again. plus, i’d look like a fool going back to him…” you mumbled into your arms, your knees were to your chest. the three just gave an understanding nod, then, huddled around you for an awkward but, warm, group hug.

“alright.” you heard your brother’s gruff voice from the doorway. “you three, out. now.” he pointed towards his friends and you watched them leave.

“so… what happened?” you asked, your brother plopped down beside you. sitting in his usual ‘delinquent’ position. “almost murdered him. got stopped by aizawa. got scolded by nezu. now ‘m suspended for 5 weeks. gotta do supplementary classes n’ shit.” “i’m sorry, kats.” he scoffed and gave you an ‘are you fucking serious’ look. “why the fuck are you apologizin’!?” you fiddled your fingers, “i got you in trouble…” he rolled his eyes and lightly smacked the back of your head. “idiot, you didn’t. was all me.”

there was a bit of silence, it was a comfortable one. you and katsuki always shared this sort of quiet.

“did they tell you what happened?” he asked in a hushed tone, referring to his friends. “yeah…” “and…?” “and i’m not gonna forgive him or anything. he lied to me. why would i wanna be with a liar? plus, what if he was lying about actually having feelings for me now? i can’t trust him again.”

katsuki gave you a small, smile. one that said ‘i understand. i’m sorry he did that. i’m here for you. and i love you.’

when it comes to him, words weren’t needed most of the time. looks could tell all. and that look told you everything you needed to hear.

i’ll be so real— i was very a teensy bit drunk writing this… so like if it doesn’t make sense or anything i’m so sorry

#mha x reader #bnha x reader #izuku x reader #midoriya x reader #deku x reader #my hero academia x reader #boku no hero x reader #izuku midoriya #/ᐠ - ˕ -マ works — ♡︎#♡︎ — izuku anon

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bunnyyamor · 2 years

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[ OCTOBER 25TH ] BYAKUYA KUCHIKI x fem! reader (teacher x student au)

synopsis; it's the famous halloween party at your college and everyone is invited. it's so annoying how all the teachers are there, keeping an eye out for troublemakers. wk; 3k

warnings; mdni, smut 18+, heavy smut, office sex, 69, dirty talk, weed, alcohol, cunnilingus, blow job, oral (both), fingering, nicknames, brat taming, daddy kink, handjob, public sex, beta read!

notes; i think this has to be one of my favs smut i've written idk it just got me good and hot. i also rlly like byakuya he is so fine on so many levels its crazy. also i made the costume that y/n wears a bunny bc we representing my brand ppl! anywho, remember to unhide mature posts, like, reblog, and comment, that would mean the world to me!!!

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“holy fuck, girl. you look hot!” your friend groped your boobs as you were stuffing them in your hot bunny costume. you were posing and checking out yourself in the mirror, ready to indulge. you couldn’t lie, you looked amazing. your makeup was done in a sexy but soft girl look. then you added a bunny ears headband and wore a tight, black one piece outfit with shirt cuff sleeves, your ass almost showing with your fishnet stockings. you wore your 9-inch heels and had a cotton ball tail on your butt. you looked delectable and were the cutest bunny.

“i know right,” you fixed your hair. you were waiting all year for this day. it was the day for the most popular raving party ever. it was a halloween party. each year the college held one for the students. everyone that was anyone went.

“your boo is gonna pick us up? it’s at the gym slash cafeteria room.” your friend read her text from your boyfriend?

“that’s the plan.”

the door knocked and it was your boyfriend and a couple of his friends. “this is gonna be the best party ever! it’s gonna be lit.”

you rolled your eyes. you knew your boyfriend wasn’t the brightest man in the town. “yeah, yeah, yeah. you got the stuff?”

your stoner boyfriend nodded, giggling like a school boy, “yeahhhh man. i got you babe.”

“oh shit,” you stomped your foot. “aren’t the teachers gonna be there?”

“for real?” your friend twirled around angry. “why the fuck? they’re just gonna ruin everything and treat us like we’re in a christian party.”

“it’s because last year they found those guys smoking in the bathrooms…” you stared at your boyfriend, hands on your hips. “i wonder who’s fault that was?”

“bro, whatever! i didn’t know they were gonna smell us? so what? we’ll do it in my car babe. it’s gonna be fine. they dumb as fuck anyways these dumb teachers.”

you were starting to walk to the car. “sure…the teachers are dumb. but theres that teacher byakuya kuchiki? he is not an old, senile teacher, he’s gonna know.” that was the literature professor in the college.

“then maybe the way you can get him off our backs is fucking him, he’d love to fuck a cute little bunny,” your friend cackled as she smacked your ass.

you laughed as you drank back some alcohol. you wanted to get super drunk and nasty today. “ehhh who cares. let’s just get fucked up! and who gives a fuck about them teachers!” everyone wooed and drove to the cafeteria.

when your group got to the party you saw that some students were already secretly pouring drinks into the fruit punch.

“who you going for tonight?” you asked your friend. scanning the dance floor.

“maybe that smart teacher, i mean look at him y/n.” your friend pointed to mr. kuchiki. he was not wearing a costume since he was a more monotone chill teacher. he was not one to joke, only sometimes and you had never seen him laugh or smile. he was much more serious. he spooked you a little because you wondered if he even liked being a teacher. he stood, glaring at everyone to make sure they were behaving. he was tall, his long black hair was pushed back on one side only. he wore a tight, black suit, a big watch on his wrist as he looked at the time and then the party. he looked like he didn’t fit in with all the idiots that were here. you couldn’t help but stare however. he looked so handsome. so manly. his eyes with a glare of daggers. you couldn’t unglue yourself from him and his eyes found your stare. they looked directly into yours, causing you to fumble and trip.

“you okay y/n? you looked like you were eyefucking the professor there.”

“it’s doesn’t matter. let’s just go in the back and smoke. i saw like a deserted janitor room behind the auditorium. we could do it there. i didn’t see any vents.”

“yay! okay get your boo and we’re out of here.”

as you were going to get your boyfriend, byakuya made his way to you. he seemed to already be annoyed or angry. “y/n?”

“yes, professor? are you enjoying yourself? are you dancing a lot?” you twirled and shook your ass near him. wanting to see if you could crack him. instead he grabbed you by the arm.

“do you think this outfit is a appropriate? look at you?”

“what? what are you talking about?”

byakuya closened up, his chest pressed against yours. he towered over you and his eyes darkened. “this costume is provocative. what attention do you want from disgusting boys? i mean look at you, i can practically see your ass. you think i didn’t notice.”

“then if my ass is such a problem, don’t stare! listen old man, i don’t know if you know this but i’m a grown ass woman. i can do whatever the hell i want and wear whatever the hell i want. news flash i think i look great! and your opinion doesn’t matter to me so fuck off, professor!” you flicked your hair in his direction and stomped away. not caring that his eyes darkened and he shook with anger.

you were going to live your life and everyone could suck it! you were the popular, hot girl in school. the girl that could get away with anything and was maybe a brat. you wanted to do everything in life, wanting to live reckless and immature as a college student was supposed to live. this was going to be an unforgettable night!

“oh yeah, that’s the good stuff,” you chuckled uncontrollably. feeling all the weight of classes and the semester being lifted off your shoulders. it made you comfortable with this blanket-ness of floating. you blew out smoke and saw your friends eyes were red. this made you laugh even harder. “who knew we were gonna get fucked up like this.”

“right! and no teacher has come in to check on us. i’m gonna finish this and then care to dance and eat with me? cause i’m literally starving!” your friend fixed her makeup in front of the bathroom.

you as well added gloss on your lips and saw your boyfriend was practically passed out. “shit. that’s probably going to be a problem.”

“do you think it smells in here?” your friend totally disregarded your statement.

you sniffed the air, “nah. maybe? a little? i don’t know but help me. i’m going to stick him in the car and i’ll check up on him in a few hours. he’s probably going to want cake.”

your boyfriend started to babble and sit up. slurring and making a ruckus. he was becoming loud and you were afraid it would attract unwanted attention.

the door to the empty janitor room flew open and there standing in the doorway was professor byakuya. his lips in a scowl, all mad as hell. his eyebrows were furrowed. he looked around and saw your boyfriend, your friend and then you.

“you!”

“me?”

he pointed at you and you noticed right then and there, you were the only one holding a blunt. “wait but i wasn’t the only one-”

“you two, go home. i’ll be telling the school about this tomorrow. and you? you’re coming with me. not only for this stunt but also for the way you talked to me earlier.” byakuya saw you were about to scramble out the window and grabbed you forcefully. he hurled you over his shoulder, your ass near his face. he was strong and his height made you feel like a tree was holding you. “do as i say, or else.” he threatened you.

“fuck you man!”

byakuya hauled you all the way to his office which was at the opposite side of the school. he threw you into a chair and sat at his desk, typing away something. “what are you typing, mr. smarty?” you snickered at your joke.

he glared at you, his eyes traveling from your legs to your face. “none of your business, you brat.”

you sighed, “look professor. it won’t happen again i promise! it was a one time mistake, honest!”

“you think i’m dumb y/n? do you?”

you pouted, “no.”

he continued typing, “i am sending an email to the school to make sure you all have consequences. especially you.”

“are you fucking serious?” you stormed up, pounding his desk. “c’mon! please don’t!”

“yes, i am. and for god’s sake, wear this. i would be freezing in that.” he stared at your breasts for a quick second. a second you too noticed. byakuya took his jacket off and handed it to you. you wrapped yourself in it and realized how much bigger he was than you and how good he smelled.

you sat back down and saw the way his muscles flexed under his white buttoned up shirt. he groaned as he sat back and loosened his tie. his legs wide opened as he sat at his desk.

“professor byakuya, are you single?”

his head snapped to yours quickly. “why are you asking me that?” he bit his lip as he got back to typing.

“to kill time i guess. i was just wondering because i never see you with anyone.”

for the first time you saw him smile. it was quick and it was small but it carried a hint of a chuckle in it. it was splendid. it made your heart quicken for some odd reason. you were the reason mr. grumpy pants smiled. “love the observation. but i am single. wife left me, it’s a whole story.”

you took gum out of your purse and popped it in your mouth. you played with the sticky substance on your finger, “you cheated?”

“no y/n, i did not cheat. and what does school say about gum?” he clicked his tongue.

you chewed it annoyingly, mouth sounds loud.

“spit it out.”

“no.”

“spit it out.”

“no!” you smiled evilly. you loved pushing his buttons.

“i said-”

“i know what you said mr. kuchiki. and i said n,” you opened up your right leg. “o.” then your left. you had opened up your legs wide for him to see. you knew your outfit was caught in your pussy lips and was stuck in your ass so he was seeing all of you. you also knew that right now you were wet. so wet because you were playing with fire. “i do what i want, professor.” you chewed loudly again.

byakuya’s eyes darted to your pussy and his eyes laid there a second too long. he quickly darted to you and put his hands out in front of your mouth. “spit it out.”

“you want my gum professor? here.” you pulled his hunching form to you by the tie and kissed his lips. at first he was hesitant but then you could tell he needed it. being single and all probably was hard on his body. he had no one to fuck. his mouth widened so that you could shove the piece of gum in there. his jawline moved in perfect sync with your open mouthed kisses. you wrapped your legs around him, his jacket slipping off as you moved your hands to his long hair. your fingers getting caught in the length. it was so soft to the touch.

“yes daddy,” you bit his ear as you moaned at feeling his hard on under you. “just like that.” you could hear him chewing the gum you gave him. he put your body against his desk. stomach flat on the wooden surface.

“spread your legs,” he ordered you, kissing your neck.

you listened and heard him ripping your fishnet stockings. he needed your cunt as quickly as possible. “i can smell you. are you dripping wet, wanting to fuck your professor?”

“mmmm yes. touch me and you’ll see what you do to me. i love when you order me.” you chuckle, biting your lips.

byakuya looked down and his veiny hands traveled between your legs. you were right. “fuck, you’re soaked.” his watch tapped lightly against your thighs. it was cold on your skin. his long, thick fingers lightly touched your pussy folds. he wanted to collect your juices and spread them against your cunt. his fingers swiped from your pussy to your tight asshole, loving the way your ass jiggled at that movement.

“am i a bad bunny, daddy?” you whined. loving how that turned him on more. you loved your power. he must have had his eyes on you before.

he bent over to your ears, his hot breath coming out, “you’re so bad you need to be punished.”

he grabbed you by your shoulders and pushed you on your knees in front of his cock. he looked so dominating like that. his long hair created a waterfall around his face, his eyes half lidded from the lust. his mouth heaving from being out of breath. his nipples hardening through his shirt as his muscles almost busted out of it. his tight black trousers were now tighter from his cock almost breaking through. you could see the indent of it and how big he was. his thumb lightly touched your cheek, soft like whispers. in that moment you were ready to give him everything. ready to listen, ready to take him in.

he thought you looked angelic, so cute. your ears were placed perfectly on your face. your eyes staring up at him, glossed lips parted slightly with a flushed look from being hot with need. your boobs were squished together as you sat there, obeying. “i want you to give it to me…please.”

he unzipped and let his hard dick out. it was veiny, and so thick. “will this fit in my mouth, professor?” you looked all around it, shocked that this is what your literature professor was hiding.

again he smirked, his lips quirking into a smile. “i know you can take it, baby.”

you put your hands around his cock. the feeling of his skin hot under your touch, “i need to know though.” your eyes darkened. “i am the only student that can do this to you. nobody and i mean nobody can touch you that way i am.”

byakuya squeezed your cheeks with his huge hand, “the same goes to you. you’re mine now y/n. you belong to me. so fuck that scrawny boyfriend outside that can’t even take weed.”

your mouth widened, shocked at his order. you forgot you even had a boyfriend!

byakuya pushed your head to take in his cock. you opened your mouth wide to take him fully in. you gurgled and gagged around his length and girth. “mmmmmm,” spit dripped from the sides of your mouth. byakuya’s hips subconsciously moved back and forth, fucking your mouth. loving the way your tongue flicked and twirled around his girth. “fuck, shitttt. that’s it baby. just like that. try to take more in?”

you nodded and started bobbing your head back and forth. loving how his cream was starting to coat your mouth. you went faster and faster. you were making byakuya become so turned on he was ready to become animalistic. “come here.” he urged you and carried you like you weighed nothing. he pushed everything off the desk. you were upside down, ass in his face. “don’t stop sucking, brat.” you listened and kept bobbing up and down, while byakuya smacked your ass as he laid back down on his desk with you on top of him. and that’s when his strong arms urged your ass to plop on his face.

“professor!” you were shocked but then in heaven.

in between licking your folds he said, “i said don’t stop sucking.”

you went back to diving your mouth around his cock. your nose touching his pubes while he ate you out. you both were doing 69.

you couldn't contain your moans as his fingers grabbed a hold of your ass cheeks, spreading them as he licked at your delicious cunt. he spat on it and open mouthed kiss it. his tongue swiping from your clit to your hole, diving his tongue inside your hole, in and out, fucking you with his tongue. you didn’t stop gurgling around his cock, spitting on his swollen head.

that’s when a knock was on the door.

“fuck,” you said as you tried to get off but byakuya had a hold on you. surely he heard the door? you bit your lip as you sat on his face, trying not to but you couldn’t help it but ride his face. loving the friction of his nose pressing your sensitive clit and his slobber and spit all over your wet fat pussy.

“babe? hello? i think i’m sober. i was wondering if you want to go get a bite? are you in there? shit are you getting reprimanded, damn. i’m sorry babe. i promise i’ll make it up to you if you get suspended. just hope it’s not that bad. i’m gonna go though and get some cake and i’ll meet you up in the car.”

you couldn't help but jump on byakuya’s face as his tongue dived in and out of your hole. your hand was covering your mouth, you were almost crying cumming. to think that your boyfriend was talking to you not knowing your pussy was literally being eaten out by your professor. byakuya slapped your ass. you listened to hear your boyfriend leave and that's when you let go a scream. “fuck! right there professor. right there! oh my god don’t stop. your tongue feels so good inside me!” you uncontrollably grinded his face. almost there.

you again deep throated byakuya, feeling him hit the back of your throat. you could tell he was almost there. in sync, you orgasmed. feeling the wetness come out between your fold and byakuya drinking and sucking all your juices. “right there baby. i’m gonna cum.” white spurts came out of byakuya and spiked inside your mouth, you drank him all up. he tasted way better than your boyfriend. he was the best fuck you ever had.

“shit, fuck,” byakuya groaned and you saw his chin glistening with your juices.

you tickled his tip and put his cream in your mouth like it was whip cream, “mmm delicious.”

“you’re a naughty bunny, aren’t you?”

you giggled cutely. i thought you realized that already, mr.”

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madlyn5ever · 3 months

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Okay but theoretically if HSMTMTS season 4 is set around fall 2020 then does that mean that Ashlyn and Maddox are now college/ out of HS gfs?

Like Imagine Maddox is still working as a P.A. For Quinn and Ashlyn is studying acting at whatever the big Salt Lake college is and they have a dog and EJ is now working as a T.A. for Miss Jenn or another teacher at East High and Emmy’s in senior year now so she’s still doing musicals with Miss Jenn.

Ricky and Gina are obviously headliners for Quinn’s projects because after Mack left who else was gonna play Romeo? But Quinn likes their chemistry. Ricky still claims to have never seen a musical despite now having been in three.

And seb and Carlos are now making long distance work, off and on, because Carlos got sort of Scouted for his choreo skills and went from helping smaller theatre companies with their choreo to working with Broadway shows, so sometimes when Carlos is really busy with a project Seb will travel back to salt lake to help with his families farm and visit.

(I didn’t give Seb a Job because I can’t think of what he’d do. He’s just too like “sweet boy oblivious” and I don’t know what to do with him. But he has a good time for sure.)

Kourtney and Jet are planning to move in together after Kourtney graduates from Louis (Lewis?), but until then they do weekend visits when they can, sometimes to Lewis , sometimes to salt lake, and Jet perpetually follows Maddox and Ashlyn around bc he doesn’t know what to do with himself without Kourtney. They pretend to be annoyed but they secretly find it hilarious and endearing.

Big Red and Antoine got together officially after Big Red gets him to admit he’s not French to the rest of the Drama Dept. and that he’s sorry for causing trouble. Big red and Carlos also become friends again in the same way they were before after Seb and Carlos get back together, and it has a lot to do with how fond he actually is of Big Red bc he knows he’s not a bad guy. (I need this to be more than a HC because I still cannot believe they ruined his and sebs characters like that for the drama.)

During the Summers Maddox works at Shallow Lake as a full fledged counselor alongside Dewey wood because she just loves camp so much and she’s still Dewey’s favorite camper. Val helps when she can but she’s got a full job as a psychologist and doesn’t have the same flexibility as Maddox does with Quinn. EJ is a counselor too bc he gets time off in the summers being a teachers assistant and all. He spends his summers following Maddox around when he gets free time and missing Val when she’s not there. Maddox gets having feelings for Val but if she hears “Val used to call me EJ” one more time-

EJ and Val are still going strong and EJ is making plans to propose to her once his teaching Job is finally sorted out and he isn’t just a trainee anymore. (This is just cause EJ needs a win.)

(Also, when Maddox is away at camp, Jet and Ashlyn hang out. They usually do movie nights which consist of Ashlyn sharing her favorites, and Jet sharing his. Jet really likes Spider-Man, Night At The Museum, and Fantastic Mr. Fox. Ashlyn likes Grease, anything with Bette Midler in it, and the Spiderwick movies.) (they also watch baking shows together and yell at the screen when the contestants mess up their bakes when times running out)

Miss Jenn and Mr.Mazzara are the IT teacher couple at East High. This goes on for a about a year before Principle Gutierrez says that they either need to be married or someone has to quit bc it’s not in accordance with the schools policy. They have a small gathering that ends with Karaoke at the bowling alley. All of the Drama kids attend, and they finally meet Miss Jenns mother from all of her increasingly concerning stories.

Ricky’s mom and dad get back together, and they squash the divorce stuff. They are now happier than ever. (Ricky also might need a win idk)

Nini has a thriving music career. She’s just as successful as Olivia is irl.

Oh! And Natalie Bagley is ruling the world or something. That feels like something she would do. Maybe she’s president.

#hsmtmts #hsmtmts maddox #ashlyn caswell #hsmtmts season 3 #hsmtmts season 4 #big red rednovich #ricky bowen #gina porter #kourtney greene #ej caswell #jet hsmtmts #miss jenn #nini salazar roberts #carlos rodriguez #seblos #madlyn #rina #jetney

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runningfrom2am · 3 months

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“You were scared. Of him.” BABY BOY DID YOU EVEN HEAR WHAT SHE SAID ABOUT THE GAMES??

how i love when there’s a letter to feel guilty about, from beyond the grave.

“Or that if you’re out on cold nights when the breeze chills your skin, you’ll think of us.” THERE IT IS!!!

“Alas, that love, so gentle in his view, / Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof!” the way that this is their relationship summary-

the fact that he sent the bread and the water only to buy her trust back is very reasonable and therefore disturbing.

SHE WOULD HAVE DIED WITHOUT HIS MOTHER’S SCARF!! she still cries for ruining something coryo gave her even after last night. I AM UNWELL!!

i just know that lucky and dr gaul are both losing it at the back for not having cameras in the vents. they’re very close to the end of the games yet they cannot see what is happening.

even the girl who had planned to stay still and wait for her end resorts to survival when fate knocks on her door and there is too much to lose.

okay we’re gonna rock with the same numbering system for this one bc we have SEVERAL points to go over.

(also i did have to reread it rq before i answered this bc i wrote and edited this like two weeks ago lol)

1. i mean,, at least he’s kinda self aware HAHAHA. actually very SELF aware and not very contextually observant rn. like babe you KNOW how terrified she was already and now the only person in this whole place who she trusts has started swinging too?! ZERO critical thinking skills.

2. yeahhhhh yk i had to do it 🤭 at first when i was writing it i was like “this is way too wordy” but then i was like “raye,,, duh words are her whole thing don’t be dumb” so i let it go on as long as it needed to haha. like i can see it SO vividly like it was probably hard to read i just KNOW she covered that whole sheet in writing without an inch to spare. i also feel like for her it wasn’t enough, but she would never complain or dare ask for another sheet.

3. title drop let’s goooooo (there will be more i think i do this a few times lol)

4. no bc that quote was so perfect i’ve been sitting on it since i started writing this series it’s been rotting in my notes waiting to be used and i just 🥹 of COURSE that’s what she would use as her real confession i’ll actually puke ab it.

as much as he thought the monologue was a confession, it really wasn’t. he heard what he wanted to hear, that she loved him and cared about him. which she does, but her intention was to beg and plead with him to be good and stay that way. she had no receipts besides his namesake and where he lived to base this theory off of, but i think after they discussed the tragedy of coriolanus at length she just wanted to hammer home that he is not what his name would suggest. this letter though was the realest confession she would give, through written word, and i think that’s very real to who she is, especially being so far from home and her family and her safe space.

5. pretending that he wanted her to help jessup was literally all he could do!! to him, what’s the alternative? give her the cold shoulder in the most vulnerable (likely final) days of her life? he couldn’t do that even if he wanted to, i think. i don’t think it successfully buys her trust, but i do think it is so motivational for her to just know that at the very least he is still there.

6. omg yeah me too i am SICK. she’s crying and apologizing knowing damn well he can’t even hear it or see what she’s doing but she feels just awful even though it means she would survive. as if that’s not the whole reason he gave it to her. he gave her the go ahead to use his mothers scarf to kill someone if she had to- and she feels that guilty about using it to save herself?? i’ll puke ab this actually she is so sweet. she cares about him so so deeply and i think a massive part of her fear, that kept her up all night, was that that fact that she loves him cares did not change.

7. yeah they did NOT think that one through and ik it’s just eating dr. gaul ALIVE bro. this could also be the beginning (assuming the games do continue- who knows) of the trackers that monitor heart rates and vitals of tributes.

8. OKAY YES so i’m gonna tie this into point 6 too bc i feel like that’s the manifestation of this internal battle she’s having. if she had originally planned to give up her life at the very beginning, i can so easily see the guilt that she’s feeling over every little thing she’s doing to preserve her own life beyond that point. so not only is she ruining his late mothers beautiful scarf, she’s also betraying herself. the “old her”, if you will. she shouldn’t be alive anyways, she will die soon anyways, so it feels like a waste to ruin this scarf in the process when she likely believes it will be peeled off her dead body regardless. but she still does it.

she told herself that coryo was what changed that plan- that she wanted to win for him, but i don’t even know that that’s fully true. maybe it was about saving herself all along, but she felt too horribly guilty about the circumstances to even admit that to herself. especially now that she’s starting to devolve mentally, she opens the compact knowing that its contents will kill the boys that are after her, but immediately she’s going “oh, it looks like salt” and committing to that narrative so desperately so she can hide from herself that now not only is she ruining the scarf to save herself, that she’s also directly causing fatal harm to others which she has always sworn she would never do.

#i have the answers #cold nights <3 #that-veela-girl

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xesarchives · 2 years

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Mother's day

Paring: platonic!Ashtray x fem!reader, romantic!Fezco x fem!reader

Posted February 22nd, 2022

note from xe: this is a dream I had the other day! I changed some things and added others, but overall I really enjoyed writing this and I missed Ashtray so this really helped :) Also, the reader is half Latina (bc it is based on me and my dream) she's also the oldest daughter of Suze Howard making her Lexi and Cassie's older sister. The reader and Fez are both about 19 in this. Also, this doesn't follow canon even a little.

Summary: it's mother's day and Ash just wants to show his mama some love

word count: 1.3k

Ash and Fez watched as the girl walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen, listening to her talk on the phone.

“Yeah, mom, I’m gonna get ready, and then I’ll come over and we can like spend the day together or some shit. And the girls are coming too right? Awesome, yeah I’ll see you soon, bye mama, love you too”

Once Y/n put her phone down on the counter, Ashtray stood up from his seat at the small table. Making his way to the sink.

“Hey, Y/n can I ask you a question?” Ash asked, getting both Y/n and Fezco’s attention.

“Course, what's up, sweets?” The sweet smile on Y/n’s face was enough for Ash to back out of the question he had.

“Nevermind, it’s stupid,”

“Didn’t you declare me the queen of stupid questions? Let me hear it, Ash,”

“I was just wondering if maybe we could hang out some today, ya know like before you go to dinner with your sisters and mom,” Ash had a hesitant look in his eyes and it didn’t go away when Fezco responded.

“Ash, it’s mother’s day, bro, Y/n got plans,”

“I know it’s mother’s day, I just was wondering because you’re kinda like the only mom I ever had and shit, but it's cool if you can’t” Ash dropped the plastic bowl in the sink, ready to walk away from this whole interaction and act like it didn’t happen to begin with.

“Ash, you mean that? Like for real? You want to celebrate mother’s day with me?”

Ash and Y/n had just met a little over a year ago when she and Fezco first started dating.

For obvious reasons Ashtray was extremely on guard around Y/n, that was until one night when she was over waiting for Fezco to come home from the store and Ash had gotten home first, having to study for a test he had coming up. Ash walked in on Y/n dancing around the kitchen with music blasting through the speaker she had set up for Ash and Fez, in Fezco’s sweater while she waited for the cookies she was baking to be done. And when Ash made his presence known,

“Uh, Y/n?”

All she did was turn around and smile at the boy before asking,

“You want cookies? I’m making cookies! Homemade even! They might be shit but we’ll find out in like five minutes!”

That’s when he knew he didn’t really have to worry about her ruining anything for him and his older brother.

Just 30 minutes after that, Ash and Y/n had been sitting at the table eating the homemade cookies while she tried to help Ash with his history homework.

“I don’t remember freshman history being so fucking hard,”

“I don’t understand why I gotta write a whole paper on this old white dude,”

“Nobody does, babe, that’s just how shit is,”

The nonchalant use of the pet name ‘babe’ stuck around after that. Others worked their way in, ‘sweets’ ‘lover’ ‘mi amor’

A few weeks after that is when Ash first started referring to Y/n as ‘ma’

Something Fezco called her often, but when Ash called her ‘ma’ it was different.

Even if Ash didn’t clarify it, all three of them knew what he meant.

Occasionally if Fez would ask where Y/n was Ash would respond with something like ‘Mom’s in the bathroom,’ or if Ash wanted to know if Y/n was coming over that day, he’d ask ‘Is ma coming over tonight?’

Fez and Y/n never pushed the boy to talk about it, they both decided it was best to just let it be and act normal about it, knowing how Ash can get weird if he’s asked to talk about his feelings.

Instead, Y/n showed him she knew what he meant with actions.

Scratching his head whenever he laid his head in her lap the same way she had done to Fez, cooking him his favorite meals, baking with him, even going out of her way to almost baby him when he and Fez got back from a particularly rough night.

Y/n wasn’t stupid, she knew that there were plenty of things Ash could never experience because in some ways he never really got to be a kid, but she also knew what it was like to not be treated like a kid when she really needed it.

Y/n had taken on a pretty big role in her sisters’ lives when their dad ditched, basically losing the rest of her own childhood in the process.

And while Y/n never once compared the two childhoods, she did try and make it so Ash still at least had a present, loving, mother figure to be there for him when he needed her.

Ashtray would never admit it, not in front of Fezco at least, but he always needed it, hell, he even helped Fezco work up enough courage to ask her to move in.

Y/n was ecstatic, to say the least.

And when she did get all her stuff moved in, somehow she managed to make their house feel even more like a home to Ash than before.

Some nights Ash and Y/n would sit in Ashtray’s room until the early hours of the morning (or late hours of the night if you ask Ashtray) and they’d just talk.

Talk about work, family, their lives, what happened that day.

Even when Faye first started living with them, Y/n helped Ash to feel more comfortable about the random woman sitting on his couch.

Ashtray adored and loved Y/n in a way he hadn’t felt about Fez, growing up with Fez as his big brother.

Y/n was his mom.

“I mean, yeah, but like just a few hours, you don’t gotta cancel your plans or nothin’”

The smile on Y/n’s lips convinced Ashtray not to go to his room just yet.

“Baby, I’d love that, do you have anything planned?”

“Well, no,” Y/n cut Ash off before he could explain why. Not needing an explanation.

“That’s okay! I’m gonna go get ready and call my mom, I’ll have to rearrange a few things but that’s okay!” Ash put his hands on the girl’s shoulders to stop her from leaving the room.

“Wait, I have something for you,”

Fez and Y/n watched as the boy walked away to go get something from his room.

Y/n looked behind her, looking at the redhead who had been watching from afar while eating his cereal. Fez sent her a soft smile, seeing how excited she was.

Ash came back less than 2 minutes later with a little pink box with a red ribbon wrapped around it.

“Here, open this,”

Y/n looked at Ash watching him nod, confirming the words he had just said so that she’d open it.

Inside the small box was a dainty gold necklace that had the word ‘Ash’ on it, matching the necklace Fez had given her for their 1 year anniversary that had a small gold ‘F’ on it.

The little necklace had Y/n fighting back tears.

“Well, now you gotta put it on me,” Y/n’s words caused Ash to laugh before he took back the box and took out the necklace before carefully putting it around Y/n’s neck.

“Thank you, mi amor,” Y/n brought the boy into a hug, and Ash immediately responded, laying his head on her shoulder.

“I love you,” Y/n wasn’t expecting a response, Ash never told her he loved her in front of Fez but this time she heard him whisper “I love you too, mama,” just loud enough for her to hear.

#fezco x y/n #platonic!ashtray x reader #ashtray #fezco fanfic

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hooniblr · 1 month

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wow, okay i read all three parts of the niki fic and damn... i love it so much! can i be added to the taglist please?

i love the charecterisations and their stories because you have given everyone some personality which i find helpful to get more immersed.

and the fact that you keep switching pov's at the exact moment of a conversation to show both sides, which helps show how misunderstandings develop is just genius...

and i have never related so much to anything like i have to heeseung and yn's friendship like... people always assume that a girl's guy bestfriend is in love with her, or the other way, or that they're dating, when in reality it's just two lonely souls finding comfort in each other.

i feel like people don't question it when two girl besties look at each other like that, but when it's a guy and girl, assumptions and allegations get thrown left and right smh... and they don't understand that look filled with love is not romantic at all, but stemming from pure adoration for a soul you respect and love so much (platonically)... i relate to this aspect on a very personal level because rumors and allegations along with poorly timed miscommunication ruined my friendship with my once most precious guy friend.

anyways, coming back to the fic, i just knew it was going to get messy when yura involved jealousy in the mix, like nothing good ever comes out of making people jealous. especially since her plans of making heeseung jealous keeps backfiring, all because heeseung does like her back, which was her goal in the first place!!

i also love how fleshed out yn's relationship with every charecter seems, like it's hard to provide connection with the side charecters especially if they don't appear often. it's easy to forget about them and make readers forget too...so what you did seems very realistic, because random things do remind us of people we know at times, which is how you went about showing us (like yn thinking of her brother during her panic attack)

and i also feel bad for sunghoon but i don't like how he's acting here at the same time...wonder what happened...

anyways that's all i wanted to say! sorry if the long ask is annoying, but i just had a lot to say about the fic, because it's so well written... so excited for the next part!!

AHHH I’M SO GLAD YOU LIKE THE SERIES TYSM FOR LIKING IT AND OFC I’LL ADD YOU TO THE TAGLIST! ❤️

also i’m glad you noticed!! i’m trying really hard to make sure they feel a little more real and not just like side characters!

and not you calling me a genius (sort of) 🤭🤭🤭 tbh i think it’s the best way to make everyone see how the other characters misunderstand and not just reader. to see you’re into it makes me just shshljjkhsgehs

YESS!!! no one ever can just let a guy and a girl be friends without implying one of them might feel more for the other. it’s actually pretty sad, and i’m sorry that happened to you :( gonna be exploring that and what it means for reader and hee’s friendship as the story goes on!

lol yea… yura is lowkey messy for that, but she means well! tbh the jealousy thing is just gonna be more of a hinderance than anything, she hasn’t realized that yet tho 😬 also the idiots to lovers thing she has going with heeseung is highkey gonna cause a lot of problems, but we’re here for the messiness!!

🥲 omg glad u noticed bc i know it’s easy to forget about the side characters, but to me they’re just as important as out main couple!! they’re what’s going to bring this story together so i appreciate u noticing that <333

and our boy hoonie is acting up because he has a lot to make up for. he’s a sweetheart that’s going about everything the wrong way. it’ll make more sense as the story progresses!

also I DON’T MIND AT ALL!! this is my first time getting a long ask but it was so fun talking about the universe I created!! you can send me long asks any time you want!! i’m so happy you’re liking the fic and i hope you like the next part!! <333

#this honestly made my day #i reread this like 5 times tbh #smiling so goofy rn #minhypenalt #letterbox

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mysacredmuse · 2 months

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The healing the inner child thing has me in literal tears... Pls I am not okay he has not had one good day in his life and WE GOTTA FIX THAT...

Dates to the amusement park do not sound like his thing at all but he'd probably do it for you if you asked and then actually finds himself having fun bc the whole thing was just a plan to get him to enjoy himself for the day..... I will win him every single thing I come across I stg idc if he won't do much with them he deserves it...!!!

Or or coming over to the IPC during his work hours to drop him a lunchbox,, it has a nice meal and some fruit and a little dessert plus a cute little note abt how much you love him....

Complimenting him!!! So much!!!! Gosh I just wanna grab his face and squish his cheeks and tell him he's the prettiest boy ever and nag him to repeat it after me...!!!

And oh gosh the birthday celebration thing... The first time, It would have been a day that you two had no plans at all and he didn't bring it up bc eh why bother,, but then he came back from work to suddenly find the house really clean and tidy and a delicious smell coming from the kitchen. And there you are, cooked him his favorite dish, baked him a cake, decorated the place up a bit and got him a gift,,, he'd cry. definitely. (but me the fuck too so)

Imagine adopting a pet together... He definitely didn't get to keep any pets with how he could barely keep himself alive,, so imagine just adopting a dog,, playful arguments over what to call it but in the end you let him have the final choice bc this was more for his happiness,, taking the dog out on a walk in the park turn into little dates siiiiigh... If it's a golden retriever you'd compare him to it and he'd act all grumpy about it hahaaaaaaaaaa.... :headinhands:

Imagine surprising him at one point by cooking him a Sigonian dish... His people don't exist anymore so it'd be a difficult process to get your hands on Sigonian recipes but with the power of love and determination you do and cook him some,,

His life may be hell and in canon he's going thru hell and he's got too much on his plate to indulge in childish and happy things but idcidcidc if I was his partner I do not care if he owns the whole IPC I will drag his ass at 2 am to make a blanket and pillow fort in the living room. And yes we will sleep there. It'd be so fucking cozyyy just the dim orange lamp light and the curtains open to a beautiful nighttime view and aaaaaa aaaa.....

I'm normal about him I promise, I don't cry about him everyday at all...

(also I've sent you like a hundred anon asks atp ((all of which you've answered ofc!! That sentence kept sounding hostile no matter how I worded it DKFHSJFJSB)) maybe I could be 🐝 anon bc i feel like I'm gonna be living rent free in your ask box,,,)

i also feel like he isn't big on amusement parks simply because he doesn't want to ruin his clothes LOL, but while you win the things for him and enjoy yourself, he enjoys watching you, so it's a win-win either way <3 especially when you happily bring him a prize, he might act a bit indifferent about it as he isn't sure what to do with it (he will end up sleeping with it every single night)

the lunch box is a must !! i wanted to include that as well, sometimes you make him one in the morning so he brings it himself to work and you know he sits there all proudly, letting everyone be amazed by how good his lunch looks as he talks about you and how wonderful you are (he doesn't share the food tho, it's for him only <3), but imagining that you bring him lunch while he is already working...omg...he would SNAP from happiness, just going to Topaz and all of his coworkers, almost yelling at them to look at you and how perfect you are without any shame eheh <3

his birthday would be so cute :( he would definitely tear up and melt from all the attention that you've put into making it a meaningful day <3 then he would make 10x bigger surprise for yours (he would struggle a bit and perhaps mess up here and there, but it would be lovely regardless :3)

also, interestingly I imagined him to be more of a cat person, but I definitely see the perks of getting a dog with him :D especially the golden retriever LOL, both of them sleeping on your lap and him getting jealous of the dog because you are giving him/her more attention (you aren't, aventurine is just painfully dramatic), but if you compared him to a golden retriever, he would definitely get grumpy...then accept it when you explain that it's a good thing LOL (is he better than your dog though? he is, right? he is? tell him that he is or else he might just become even more dramatic)

sigonian dish for him :( wahhh, my heart is so soft !!! he would love that a lot and he would probably try to help you next time, remembering how his mom and dad used to make those as much as he can :( and he would definitely enjoy doing childish things to be honest, he doesn't strike me as someone who takes himself too seriously + he would probably be eager to experience semi-childhood with you, so he would love to sleep in a little homemade fort together :3

also, no worries please, the sentence didn't sound hostile at all ! :) i love hearing your thoughts and you can definitely bee (:3) a 🐝 anon eheh :) <3

#muse answers #🐝 anon 💜#muse's anons 💜#THESE ARE ALL SO CUTE SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP #THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING IT !! I LOVED READING IT :D <3

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jnnul · 10 months

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jnnul’s [works in progress]

a/n: this work in progress list is also a work in progress - but everything on here is stuff that ended up surviving the writer’s fallout purge (where i inevitably delete all the documents of fics i no longer have the passion to write). there is a new and updated second version of this masterlist for the newer ideas that i’ve been working on.

ready for love - jeno x fem!reader (ft. tbz’s juyeon) (non-idol au)

sum.: a boy who has never taken a relationship seriously. a girl who is seriously over relationships. when they end up finding each other, will they let their ideas of what a relationship should be like ruin their relationship before it even starts?

word count: 19.5k

release date: tues, nov 21, 2023

tags: slice of life, friends to lovers but also...it’s complicated?, everything is just complicated for no reason in this fic they’re just dramatic af, jaemin and y/n are platonic besties

status: released!

of sword and ink - juyeon x fem!southasian!oc (silla era au)

sum.: where an indian princess is sent to the silla dynasty in order to promote trade through the means of political alliance - marriage. however, the princess soon discovers that the king she is to marry is not like what the stories say he is.

est word count: 30-40k

est release date: may 2024 (or never lol)

tags: dynasty meets the crown meets game of thrones minus the incest, just a lot of politics and a lot of poorly concealed government smacktalk, if i go missing after this one it’s bc i made too many innuendos abt capitalism

status: writing (700 words lmao)

five questions - mark x gn!reader (non-idol au)

sum.: did you know it only takes five questions to find your soulmate?

est word count: 4-5k

release date: wed, june 27, 2023

tags: finance bro mark and y/n, slice of life, mostly fluff, kinda your typical suburban modern day couple, idk they’re just good ppl who experience a slow and sweet romance, oh! and mark sucks at beer pong

status: released!

heartbreak hotel (1) - jaemin x fem!reader (college au)

sum.: y/n has hated na jaemin. he’s a heartbreaker, a playboy, a rogue, and possibly the most intelligent and rich man she knows. but the thin line between love and hate gets blurred when she realizes that he’s never truly put his heart into their rivalry. no, jaemin’s heart was somewhere else entirely. [part 1 of the nct dream 00 line heartbreakers series]

est word count: 10k

est release date: june 2024

tags: enemies to lovers, suggestive content, they almost fuck, y/n doesn’t actually hate jaemin, but she’s committed to the bit for sure, she also kinda has a stick up her ass when it comes to jaemin tbh bc he doesn’t know what hard work is and y/n has worked for everything in her life

status: writing

great teacher y/n - jaehyun x reader (teacher/school au)

sum.: teaching high school kids about physics and mathematics was not your career plan. but turns out the government is serious about collecting their loans and there simply isn’t any way to do that without a job. so when nasa doesn’t work out, you turn to teaching physics at a prestigious academy - copernicus academy. as you navigate between being a good teacher, new friends, and possibly even romance, you realize that sometimes, the unexpected plans are the best ones.

est word count: 11k

est release date: august 2024

tags: still fleshing this one out bois

status: on hiatus

peaches - yang jungwon x reader (neighbor au)

sum.: when you pie your [really-hot] neighbor in the face on accident, you never imagine that you’re gonna have to be wheeling him to the hospital because who the fuck is allergic to peaches? yang jungwon, apparently. but you come to learn that yang jungwon is so much more than his unfortunate allergy to peaches and his pretty face and you’re stuck wondering if falling in love with someone you can’t have is worth it.

est: 11k

est release date: july 2024

tags: this one’s sad bois, bullet fic, like ngl, when i was planning this one, i teared up a little bit, sorry in advance tw: major character death, terminal illness, just...not meant for the weak-hearted

status: on hiatus

#jnnul #jnnul's wip masterlist #jeno fic #nct fic #juyeon fic #tbz fic #mark fic #nct 127 fic #jaemin fic #jaehyun fic #nct dream fic #felix fic #skz fic #jungwon fic #sunghoon fic #enhyphen fic #wonwoo fic #svt fic

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bluelolblue · 3 months

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just wondering if you have headcanons on santino d’antonio!! ;0

Why of course I have thanks for asking :D! I never wrote them down but here they are <3

Santino D'Antonio - my hyperfixation for a very long time and I just love him so much :3

He doesn't have a good relationship with his father (daddy issues) his father also traumatized him at some point :(

Idk why I think his father wasn't so nice to him, just didn't pay much attention to him and didn't like Santino's interests into drawing, writing or whatever he would like to do

So he is more of mama's boy, I like to think she was very nice to him and listened to his little yapping about random stuff, she had lots of patience with him. And she would sometimes join him with drawing. He could always cry in front of her and she would comfort him

Speaking of drawing and writing, I like to think that he used to draw and write when he was little but his father ruined all that, ruined his motivation for it

He likes cats and dogs. He always wanted to have either a cat or a dog while he was little but his father wouldn't allow it, so whenever he saw a stray cat he would pet it...and ended up being scolded by his father because "they're filthy"

He was the one that cried the longest when Gianna's and his mother died. Since he was very connected to her, it was too much for him. I like to think Gianna tried to comfort him during those times

He likes to drink cappuccino, he is fine with any kind of coffee but has some preferences

Red or white wine, he's fine with both (maybe a slight preference to the red), also likes cocktails and liqueurs

When he gets drunk (doesn't happen often tho), he either talks nonsense in broken english or italian or he'll kinda vent about his childhood or whatever

Oh and he is not a morning person. He hates to get up early, he is just so moody and doesn't wanna talk to anyone bc if he does he's just gonna snap at whoever asks him something. So he has to have coffee in the morning to wake himself up and not be a little bitch

Can cook and has the will for it and is pretty good at it

Definitely likes art, mostly the history art type since he grew up with that

Likes to read any kind of book but preferably romance or criminal

And likes to listen to music (mostly the famous Italian ones), even classical music

Also likes to watch movies, even horror. He's up to watch anything really. But will make comments while watching it so to some he gets annoying with that

Has a short temper, especially when something doesn't go his way or the way he planned it

Everything has to be like he planned it, otherwise your house might gets burned down :)

Acts like he's better than anyone when he actually has so many problems with himself

Gets jealous of his sister way too often but is too proud to admit that

Has a room only for his best suits, his suits have to be made from the best designers

Rings. Likes to wear those fancy rings and ofc a watch. The most expensive one (has so many of them too)

He felt so proud when he got to help John with the impossible task that he actually fell in love with him

John was his crush for a long time but after this he fell in love completely

Someone like John asking him for help? Immediately falls for him

Sure, he also likes Vincent (they share the same fancy taste into suits and art and other stuff) but...John is his number one

Flirting. Oh he's good at it, ofc he's Italian he has to be good at it. But when he gets really nervous, he gets flustered and doesn't know how to respond anymore so he might tries to change the theme

Kinky. He's kinky

Who says "how exciting" after being threatened to be choked to death? Santi...because he's into it

Likes to be called good boy, no matter if a girl or a guy calls him that

Praises. Yes. Likes to give praises and be praised (a result of lack of affection from his father during his childhood)

Likes when someone (preferably John) goes through his hair with their fingers, so like playing with his hair

Likes to be kissed while holding his face

Likes the soft kisses on his face and body

Likes to hold hands

Likes to cuddle

It's just that he doesn't show that soft side to anyone

Likes cars...idk much about cars but I think he does

Likes to wear perfumes, especially cologne or some other nice men perfumes

Likes winter and summer, however prefers summer and going to the beach

Smokes...a nasty habit he got from his father and he doesn't like that, he always says how he's gonna stop so that he isn't like him but...it's a struggle. He doesn't want to be like his father

Is good with words and can manipulate

But also knows how to use a gun

Always has to look fancy (in case John appears)

But yeah he does like to dress up fancy

Will act bitchy for no reason

He admitted to Ares that he would love to smash with John (she approves and would also smash him)

My twink of John Wick movies and I'm always happy to talk about him :)

I probably have some more headcanons for him but can't remember at the moment

Hope you liked it :3 <3

#santino d’antonio #my headcanons #always happy to yapp abt him #my favorite italian twink #he went through a lot #someone give him a hug

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kachimera · 7 months

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@saratrantoul ok i was going to make this a proper post but all i can get out of my head are these rambles, so apologies for the mess 👉👈

Regarding Leon/Isaac, i dont have a manifesto but rather why i think it'd be fun to see them interact:

it's mostly the similarity of their situations despite their completely opposite beliefs- two guys who lost everything they loved at the hands of someone they considered a friend. They had disaster divorces and are vindictive over it they can bond over that. And also the fact that (mostly going with PtR's Isaac), both have a certain code of honor, and both have gone to war in the name of a higher being, as twisted as both of these things are on Isaac. (This also ties w my funny "Mathias creating friction between Leon n the church hc"). And, assuming they do end up having something instead of instantly killing eachother, Leon (knowing he has issues but dealing w them on his own bc oops friendship failed me) sees part of his own pain on this guy and is like "i can fix him" in a "im gonna give him the support i wish i had" way. Meanwhile Isaac doesn't wants any help nor affection at all and just wants to wallow in his misery but he still ends up feeling attachment. Something something his older brother mentality and just, picking on Leon while also being overprotective of him (he'd also piss him off just enough to get the pretty noble knight to fuck him raw lmao). It end up being a pretty unstable and toxic relationship, with both having incompatible values but also needing eachother bc they got nothing left.

And Celiakado. Ooooh boi Celiakado. This one comes with the context of interpreting Arikado's general shittyness in the sorrow games as legit part of his character instead of just him being ooc. His whole mission all this time was to oppose his father and now he's no more. He's someone who has been chewed up and spit out by the cycle so badly that he ends up trying to control it in return. And this is where Celia comes in. Her goals match with Arikado regarding the need of a new dark lord (except the killing/turning Soma part) and it's implied she knows him or has heard abt him in the beginning of DoS, spends a lot of time offscreen like him during the game, and manages to escape in the neutral ending despite Arikado's stated goal of stopping her. So, why can't they be cooperating behind the curtains, caught in manipulation games between this messed up gal who considers Arikado an extra powerful candidate in denial that she can manipulate, and this fucked up guy who considers Celia a useful tool for his goals, someone extremely amusing to fall into manipulation games with (overconfident girl who is completely out of her level and yet thinks she's winning, we stan), and a bloodbank to snack on, with the potential of funny feelings to sprout between the two which wont matter bc they're in for the grind and have no emotional inteligence. Then something happens w Celia making a move on Soma anyways and pretty much ruining Arikado's previous plans, Soma, Yoko n Julius get involved and welp. Neutral ending gives them the chance to continue being assholes, Worst ending has her mauled by Somacula and Best ending has her crucified (Like a certain someone important to Arikado ya kno ), both in front of him :) (and shoutout to @viralvava for being the smartest person alive ;D)

So yea two funny ships to be normal abt

#me answers #castlevania #Isaac Laforeze #Leon Belmont #Arikado Genya #Celia Fortner #fun fact im not answering directly bc i put everything in the wrong draft n im too lazy to do it again #at least i remembered to add alt text thing like i always say i should do lol

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wander-wren · 1 year

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i keep seeing shiver slander and as someone who has spent multiple years trying to get everyone i know to read that silly werewolf romance i NEED to list all the reasons i like it, thank you. out of context spoilers below the cut, if you care about that at all. this also devolved into whole series spoilers but it’s still mostly shiver

the text (in my paperback copy) is fucking blue. for the other books which are green/red/orange themed THE TEXT MATCHES this has nothing to do with the book i just think it slaps

speaking of design the og covers are better. color coded leaves and vines with a red blood spatter dot for the i. bc characters get shot a surprising amount. it’s cool sorry

grace is the first protag i ever read who was so relentlessly practical. she has her life plan. she’s very organized. she’s going to college. she doesn’t have time for parties. she’s me except she reads exclusively nonfiction and mystery

she’s like this bc her parents are artsy types and very neglectful, they never got past their college kid phases. actually this is super interesting taken next to something like the dreamer trilogy where art is literally magic. but childhood trauma count: 3

it’s 3 bc they’re so bad at being parents they let her get attacked by wolves as a kid and also she nearly died from being left in a car the following summer

sam is my baby boy. he loves books, he knows a ton of poetry but especially rilke, he bakes bread and makes origami birds to hang in his bedroom and he’s a musician

he was raised by a relentlessly practical but very caring werewolf dude after his parents tried to murder him for being a werewolf when he was seven. childhood trauma count: 4

do you see. do you see how they are each other’s opposites. except for the small detail that sam’s second dad loved him. fuck

beck is sam’s dad and he’s so fucking complicated but i adore him.

they both link their hands behind their head when they’re stressed. they make the same facial expressions. i. cannot. dad and son

cole st clair exists. he’s a canadian rockstar turned werewolf BY CHOICE and he and sam are incredibly at odds over this. cole is deeply suicidal and a genius and i am fascinated by him

i’m gonna get more unhinged. ready? small warning for a few gore mentions

shelby

just. shelby’s scar scene. torturing an alive bird by playing with it’s entrails. “it looked like hamburger when they bit me. it must be hell when we kill something. we must be the worst way to die”

but also: that blink and you miss it scene where she tries to tell sam pretending he can be normal is pointless and he should Accept his wolfishness and she’s fucking up his school papers and beck drags her out and tells her to remember where she came from, and if she ever says that to sam again he will send her back. and shes screaming. fuck. what the FUCK.

i’m gonna repeat that shelby

beck being the one who turned sam bc his wife died and he was selfish and stupid. goddamn

grace when she starts turning in linger. grace who just wants a nice apartment and a red coffee pot. it’s about holding onto the one inconsequential thing as a metaphor for stability/happiness

the first bathtub scene. fuck. FUCK. save your new boyfriend from turning wolf but you have to purposely trigger flashbacks to his childhood trauma. what the fuck

cole not believing in sam’s trauma and dragging him to the bathroom only for sam to have another flashback in front of him

fucking. jack’s death. he’s a dick but holy shit

the scene where sam plays his guitar in the bathtub and Is Okay. ohmygod my heart

beck talking to grace and telling her that sam is more human than the others and being a wolf is torture for him. he’s the best damn person beck knows and beck ruined him bc of his own selfishness and spent a decade trying to make up for it

FUCKING MR DARRIOS DOGS WHAT THE FUCK

childhood trauma count: 6 (i forgot to count shelby)

cole’s voicemails to isabel. dies

cole wants to die so so so much and all his internal monologues about it make me cry

grace and isabel reluctant friendship

i have no idea what book it is but that scene with isabel in the mexican restaurant trying to play normal with her family

that scene from i want to say linger where grace starts vomiting blood and when it’s over the first thing she says is “sam. my hair.” so sad and miserable and its not ABOUT her hair having gunk in it its. a metaphor. please

the fucking helicopter chase scene. it’s not even until book 3 but if there was an adaptation that is the one scene i would want to see

every scene with grace and her parents fucking breaks my heart bc they’re not breaking the law they’re just ignoring her. grace thinking that if she was less of a golden child they would pay attention to her and shes RIGHT bc as soon as she breaks the rules for sam….

isabel and her parents are also so. soo. no one has a healthy parental relationship not even beck and sam

SPEAKING OF WHEN BECK SHOWS UP WITH COLE AND VIKTOR AND SAM IS SO FUCKING BETRAYED? they chose this life but it’s hell for him, he can’t imagine forcing anyone into it

but also the fucking scene where jack kidnaps grace and she calls beck and pretends to have a normal conversation while he tries to get info about her location and jack’s intentions….that’s the scene that always makes me bawl idk why. beck is so reassuring

grace hating poetry until sam reads it to her

CHRISTA. NO ONE EVER TALKS ABOUT CHRISTA.

she exists in exactly one flashback where she and beck are fighting bc she killed someone (as a wolf) and beck is lecturing her and she’s like “this isn’t a life i’m a monster and i’ll cope how i damn well please” and beck tells her to leave and never come back. and he follows her into the backyard and shoots her.

grace in the mud pit in whatever book that was

to end on a happy note: sam and grace in the golden wood. sam and grace on their coffee/candy store date. grace crying when sam reads her poetry and finally understanding it/art for the first time. sam as a person in winter for the first time in a decade. i cry

#wren wrambles #shiver #the wolves of mercy falls #im sorry for all my shiverposting #there will be one more #:((

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having-conniptions · 9 months

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Love In The Air episode 12 live reaction under the cut (long post)

I can't believe there's only one more episode left after this one (and then I'll move on to The Wedding Plan for their cameos obviously)

Awww Prapai is helping Sky again <3

"I'm not worried" baby you can drop the tsundere act fr

Sky getting startled and then annoyed every time Pai says "ouch" hahahaha

"You've become sillier since I last saw you" lmao

"He's a gentleboy in the streets, but a freak in the sheets" GENTLEBOY LMAO BYE

AAAWWW PRAPAI IS SO LOVESTRUCK (and Sky is being sneaky about how much he loves Pai but Pai notices awwwww)

Hahaha birthday immediately canceled bc baby wanna go shopping

THIS EPISODE IS CALLED WHEN THE SKY SURRENDERS TO THE WIND aaaaa will Sky finally admit his feelings??

Sky is such a sugar baby fr

Sky smiling like an idiot when Prapai is talking about couples t shirts but telling him "I think there's something wrong with your brain" hahahaha god I love him so much my sassy boiii

He's trying his best to be a tsundere

"People will misunderstand that you're my boyfriend" IS HE NOT?? SKY WTF ARE YOU ON ABOUT smh Mr Emotionally Unavailable better make up his mind

"This guy's my wife not my boyfriend" PAI PLEASE I'M WHEEZING

Aaaaa he brought Sky to his place and he's gonna bring him to the party Prapai is so ready to go official but Sky is not

Also can I just say PRAPAI IN THOSE PANTS

PAI'S CONFESSION 😭❤️😭❤️😭❤️ "When you tell me to stay away, I want you to admit that you want me to stay close. Or when you tell me to get bored, I wanna tell you that I won't." It captured their dynamic so perfectly - here's how I see it: Sky still doesn't believe this thing with Prapai is serious and long-term but he still gave in to his own feelings and desires. He doesn't see a point in going official and he can't admit his true feelings, maybe because if they're not together there won't be a breakup when things "inevitably" end and it won't hurt as much? He's trying to keep a bit of a barrier to protect himself while still indulging in this relationship. But Prapai knows what's behind that barrier and he's breaking it down with earnest feelings and a good amount of cheekiness. In conclusion: AAAAAAAAA

I'M GONNA COUNT THIS AS THEIR FIRST REAL ROMANTIC KISS I'm pretty sure this is the first time they kissed without a sexual context or the "excuse" of it being some sort of "payment". It's the first kiss that's honest and open, all cards on the table, no excuses or facades, no (faked) reluctance, just pure earnest emotion.

Not the mic making fart noises during the kiss tho omg talk about ruining the mood lol

Just rewinded... Sky's hopeful look before the kiss is everything 😭❤️😭❤️

"I want you to kiss me too. I want you to like me." HE SAID IT HE GOT OVER HIS TSUNDERE ACT AND ADMITTED IT AAAAAAA I LOVE THIS FOR THEM

I mean of course it was gonna lead to sex but still the kiss was not about that at all. THAT KISS. WAS EVERYTHING. THAT KISS WAS THE REAL VERSION OF THE ONE PRAPAI HAD IMAGINED. ROMANTIC. EARNEST. AAAAA IT WAS PERFECT

Huh I didn't expect them to actually make it to the party after Sky said he could skip morning classes lmao

The little peck aaaa so casual so sweet Sky still isn't used to this but he loves it

Oh no now he's freaking out about his own feelings again NO BABY DON'T OVERTHINK IT YOU WERE DOING AMAZING

Oh no ex-hookups and new boyfriends do not mix

The way Sky immediately forgot about having to pee lmao

Oh no what is he seeing- OH. The ex-hookup. SKY IS ALREADY TRAUMATIZED THIS HAS GOT TO HURT SO MUCH JUST AFTER HE FINALLY GAVE IN FUUUUUCKKKK

Oh no not another flashback NOT ANOTHER FLASHBACK NOT SKY CRYING MY HEART CAN'T TAKE THIS IT'S SHATTERING INTO A MILLION PIECES MY POOR BABY SKY

Meanwhile Pai is actually doing his best to get rid of the random boy clinging to him

Prapai is so smooth even when rejecting someone

Why is Sky not confronting him THEY NEED TO CLEAR THIS UP, COMMUNICATE YOU IDIOTS

"I saw your boy. The one you let me borrow. The one who said he loved you so much" FUCKKKK NOOOOO FUCKKKKKK and I can't believe I called that guy pretty, what a fucking asshole FUCK THE FUCK OFF

Meanwhile Sky is having a fucking breakdown in the car while trying to hide it from Pai

AND NOW HE KEEPS BRUSHING HIM OFF AND MAKING EXCUSES NOT TO SEE HIM THIS FUCKING HURTS SO MUCH DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH THIS SHIT HURTS WHAT THE FUCKKKKK

Poor Pai poor Sky my poor babiesssss

Everyone is scared of Prapai lmao

TWO WEEKS????? Christ on a bicycle shoot me now I will never recover from this

And Sky's "I don't even like you" act is back up to 200% AND IT'S FUCKING HEARTBREAKING BECAUSE SKY IS BEING SO FUCKING HURTFUL AND MEAN BELIEVING IT'S JUSTIFIED AND PRAPAI IS HAVING HIS HEART SHATTERED INTO A MILLION PIECES WITH EVERY WORD I CAN'T KEEP WATCHING THIS just the thought of hearing that from someone you love - or saying that to someone you love(d) - freaking KILLS me

At least Pai doesn't really believe it. Though it hurts, he knows in his heart it's not true.

Sig is the fucking MVP

Sky is even gonna move dorms?? MY BABY IS HURTING SO MUCH I CAN'T FVKNG BREATHE OMG THE MEMORIES OF PAI WHEN HE GETS BACK TO HIS OLD DORM

Why did I kinda expect Prapai to be waiting in his room omg THE ANGST I'M GONNA IMPLODE

It's the book with all the notes he took 😭❤️ PROOF to Pai that Sky loves him

Which I guess is good for Pai but rn it's just making things worse for Sky because he still thinks Pai lied to him and used him and now that guy has proof that Sky loved him DID I MENTION THAT THIS HURTS??? BECAUSE IT SURE FUCKING DOES

Omg all of Sky's thoughts during their arc being revealed BUT AT WHAT COST aaaaa why couldn't they just have COMMUNICATED?!?! RIGHT AFTER THE FUCKING PARTY?!?!

"Can you not look for someone else? Can I be the only one for you?" 😭😭😭😭 SKYYYY BABYYYY he really wrote that aaaaa my heart

SKY WAS SO IN LOVE 😭❤️

In Pai's eyes he's proving to Sky there was no reason to break up. In Sky's eyes he's adding insult to injury and humiliating him for being stupid enough to fall for Pai. ARE YOU UNDERSTANDING I WANT TO SCRATCH MY EYES OUT

Ok what I don't like about the love confession is that it happens before they've talked it out so in that moment Sky still feels pathetic for admitting his feelings to a guy who has hurt him and will probably do so again

FINALLY they talked it out. I hope Prapai understands that Sky was not overreacting but actually acting the way anyone with that kind of trauma would act after getting triggered.

"I wonder where you get this idea that I'd get tired of you some day" *panicked look* oh no

But at least Sky is finally talking about it

"You can tell me when you're ready" PRAPAI MY LOVE LEMME GIVE YOU A BIG KISS FOR SAYING THAT MWAH

"Cause love makes me blind" AAAAAAA

Rain's reaction to PrapaiSky dating hahahaha

Sky's reaction to Rain calling Pai shameless ayyyyyy

"Can I kiss you?" PRAPAI DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH YOU MEAN TO ME RIGHT NOW

Bonus scene: WHY U GOTTA HURT ME LIKE THAT AGAIN --- HE WROTE THAT AFTER THE PARTY???? FUUUUCKKKKKK

#well that was a wild fucking ride #probably the longest live reaction ive made #because there was A LOT to react to #and because it contains a good amount of meta aka me trying to understand whats going on #love in the air episode 12 #love in the air meta #lita meta #love in the air live reaction #prapaisky #prapaisky meta #phayurain #payurain

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streamafterlaughter · 2 years

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New Kid

Chapter II: The Party

SERIES MASTERLIST || chapter I

summary: You and your new friends hit the most metal party in town right before winter vacation. you expect it to be fun, light, fresh!

tags: some angst, lots of flirting, the burn is slow with this one bc i love teasing myself. eddie munson x nb!gn!reader

a/n: this is early bc i finished it and got too excited to wait until friday. enjoy! disclaimer: I do not give permission to have my work reposted, please inform me if you find my work elsewhere.

Your pov

The rest of your first week in Hawkins dragged. You were behind in two classes already, and close to dropping another. Mostly, you wanted a break. You found yourself thinking more about the party on Friday than you’d ever thought about a social event in your life. You wouldn’t admit to yourself why you wanted to go so badly, but you figured it must be a good sign that you’re excited about something.

Friday is taking an especially long time. When the lunch bell finally rings, you bolt from your seat so quickly, you’re sure there’s a cloud of cartoon dust behind you. You’ve never been athletic, but you’re sprinting to the cafeteria like your life depends on it.

“Hey, whoa, speed racer!” The voice calling out to you fades as soon as you hear it, and you spin on your toes to try finding its source. Over the crowded cafeteria, Eddie’s got his hand in mid wave, a goofy smile on his face.

Suddenly, nothing feels as urgent as backtracking to talk to him, so you make your way over to where he’s leaned against a wall, presumably waiting for you to be within earshot.

“What’s up?” You look up at him, and find the strength to look in his eyes. You almost regret it when you can’t seem to catch your breath.

“Just uh, wondering what you were thinking about— about tonight?”

You raise an eyebrow, feigning ignorance. “Is something happening tonight? Is there a sports game I don’t know about?” You can’t help but grin as his face falls for a split second, but it vanishes when he realizes you’re joking. “Har, har. Good one. Yeah, we’re all going to the football game, maybe if we’re lucky the team will beat the shit out of us after!” Eddie claps his hands together in mock enthusiasm.

You snort in response. “It just so happens, I have plans to attend a party tonight.”

Just as Eddie’s about to respond, a soda can flies at you both, landing between your feet. You look up to find the culprit: a lean blonde boy with piercing blue eyes, sneering at both of you. “Fuckin’ freaks.” He spits as he walks by, his cronies on either side of him snickering.

You look at the kid, then to Eddie. “Uh, what the fuck was that?”

Eddie’s face is red, and his jaw is clenched. Through gritted teeth, he says, “That, dear friend, is Jason Carter, basketball captain and professional tool bag.” He’s still glaring a burning hole into Jason’s back, and you bring your hand up to snap in his face.

“Well, I say fuck Jason Carver trying to ruin our Friday before it even starts.” You find yourself reaching to pat his shoulder, and he lets you. “I’ll see you tonight. Maybe. If I feel like it.”

Eddie looks back down at you, his face softening. “Can’t wait. Actually, do you need a ride? I can come by and get you, it’s no trouble, I know you probably don’t know where Gareth lives…”

“Actually, Robin and I are gonna get ready at her place, I’m driving us from there. That’s awfully kind of you, though, offering to pick up a stranger. I could be dangerous, y’know.”

Eddie cackles, but quickly stops himself when he reads your expression. “Despite your mean and scary appearance, I don’t take you for someone dangerous, sweetheart.”

The pet name catches you off guard. You shake it off for the time being. “I could say the same about you.”

“Touché. Well, I have a set list to make, I’ll see you later.”

Set list? You want to keep talking, but when you glance over to your table, Robin is looking at you both intently, mouth slightly agape. “See you tonight.” You say, but Eddie’s back is already turned, heading towards his gaggle of geeks.

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Eddie’s POV

“What was that all about, Munson?” Gareth taunts as Eddie takes his seat at the head of his lunch table. Eddie’s not one to back down from a challenge, he’d usually beg for an opportunity to talk about the person he's interested in. He felt, though, like you deserved privacy. You had no clue who Eddie was, and maybe had absolutely no interest in him.

“That was something I like to call: my business and not yours.” Eddie makes his mouth a thin line, an indicator to Gareth not to push him. He shrugs in response. “Now, where were we?”

“We were deciding the last couple of songs for the set tonight. I’m thinking, one more original, and a cover to end it.” Jeff chimes in, pointing to the scratch paper with titles written in chicken scratch. “But which cover? We’ve done plenty of Iron Maiden, a few Sabbath, I wanna switch it up.” Gareth adds, twirling a drumstick in his hand. The two begin bickering over whether to do a Ramones cover, or a Joan Jett song to throw everyone off.

“Stop!” Eddie commands, bringing his bandmates’ focus back to him. “We’ll do The Trooper.” Eddie announces, and Jeff and Gareth look at each other before Jeff speaks up.

“Is it ready? I mean, have we practiced enough?”

“We’ll run it a few more times before tonight, but yeah, I think we got this.”

“This doesn’t have anything to do with Y/N coming, does it?” It’s Dustin that speaks now, looking Eddie dead in the eyes, coaxing the truth out of him. Who can lie to that face?

“It definitely might.” Eddie shrugs. He trusts his friends with this knowledge. “Besides, I’m still gauging my audience, I can’t really get a read on Y/N yet. Maybe tonight will help.” Eddie strokes an imaginary beard, as if pondering the possibilities. This earns an outburst of laughter from his table mates, whom he soon joins.

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Your POV

Robin picks you up at 8 like she promised. Her house has a lived in feeling, contrary to yours still packed with boxes. Her room is something of a gay fever dream: posters crowd the pink wallpaper with faces such as Joan Jett, Blondie, Kate Bush, and Heart. She shoves her clothes from the end of the bed to make room for you. “Welcome to my humble abode!” She exclaims, gesturing to all ten by ten feet.

“Very nice!” You tease lightly, gingerly sitting on her comforter. “So, what exactly is the vibe of this party?” You ask. You’re wearing what you’d consider your everyday clothes: boots, black baggy jeans covered in patches, a torn and faded Joan Jett t-shirt, and your favorite leather jacket.

“Super casual, honestly. There may be a lot of people there, though, so if you wanna dip at any time, send me the signal.”

You tilt your head in question. “What’s the signal?”

“Hm, I dunno. Maybe do this,” She crosses her pointer fingers over each other in an X. “That way I’ll know you’re not vibing anymore.”

You laugh, shaking your head. “Okay, great. Is there anything I should prepare myself for?”

Robin hesitates, turning from her closet slowly. “Well, they’ll have a band playing. Gareth plays real drums besides playing snare in the marching band. They’re actually pretty good, if you’re into metal—“ she gestures to your outfit, “which I assume you are? Correct me if I’m wrong, I know it isn’t right to stereotype, and it’s not a bad thing dressing the way you do, I think it’s actually really cool and oh my god stop me!” She covers her mouth, embarrassed by her rambling, but you just chuckle.

“I do, in fact, enjoy metal music every once in a while. Is uh, Eddie in the band?”

Robin snorts, “Yeah, he’s their frontman, actually. He’s really talented, but he like, knows he's talented so he can get annoying about it.” she tries to read your expression but fails. “Why do you ask?”

You shrug, because really, you don’t know why you asked. “Just trying to figure out the type of crowd I'm walking into. If it consists of you and Eddie, I think I’m in pretty good hands.”

“He’s single, you know!” Robin teases you like you've been best friends for years.

Instead of responding, you change the subject. “Word on the street is the party doesn’t start until 10, what are we supposed to do until then?”

“Pregame, obviously! Nancy and Steve, they’re cool, you'll like them, will be here with goods in about 20 minutes. If that isn’t your vibe, I have a joint rolled too!”

You relax a little, thanking whoever will listen that the kids in Hawkins know how to party. It’s been awhile since you’ve tried socializing, considering your only friends in Boston were the mathletes, mostly because they were the only ones who’d talk to you.

At 8:30, the doorbell rings, and in walk two of the most conventionally attractive people you’ve ever seen: Steve Harrington and Nancy Wheeler, you can only assume. Steve is a tall, lean guy, with luscious brown hair and a kind face. He’s dressed in dark jeans and a yellow crew neck sweatshirt. His hands rest comfortably on his hips as he sizes you up. Nancy is beautiful too, with short, poofy brown hair, bright eyes, and full lips. She’s wearing a white collared shirt under a dark denim jacket, paired with a flowing striped skirt and ballet flats. Steve holds a case of Red Stripe beer under his arm.

“Y/N! I’m Nancy, it’s so nice to meet you. Robin’s told me so much about you, I’m almost jealous!” Her voice is bright and sweet, and she shakes your hand with what feels like genuine excitement. “You guys get to partying, I'm the designated driver tonight.” Nancy bounces on the bed next to you, kicking her feet up.

“Don’t have to tell me twice!” Steve gets to work opening the beers, passing one to you and then Robin. You thank him with a nod, and chug as much as you can before you taste it. You’ve always hated beer, but it gets the job done.

The four of you talk, and you learn that Steve and Nancy are not, in fact, dating like you thought, but that they had during Nancy’s sophomore year. That is also how you learn why Nancy will no longer drink at parties. You tell them about Boston, your old friends, your father’s job. You talk and drink up until it’s time to leave, feeling a nice buzz.

—

Eddie’s POV

“So, we've decided then? The Trooper to close it out?” Jeff looks up to address Eddie, who nods, mindlessly strumming his own instrument: a beautiful Warlock NJ series BC Rich, his most prized possession. Eddie usually enjoyed band practice, but he’d been distracted all evening, double checking to make sure his hair looked okay, that his pits didn’t stink (not that it mattered, he’d be drenched in sweat after the show.)

“We sound great, man, you have nothing to worry about. Y/N will be putty in your hands by the end of the night.” Gareth twirls his drumsticks as he speaks, a smirk on his face.

Eddie throws his pick at him. “Shut up, dude, I told you I’m not doing that. They’re cool, I like them, I wanna make sure I do everything right.” Eddie wasn’t fantastic at dating. It isn’t that he's not interested, but he's never found himself moved by any of the Hawkins students. The closest he got was his crush on Steve Harrington, but he was dating Nancy Wheeler at the time, and being queer in Indiana is more a death sentence than anything. Since giving up on that dream, Eddie hadn’t been smitten with anyone else. Until meeting you, that is.

Gareth could tell the conversation was over, so he busied himself with tightening his snare, shaking his head at his friend’s crush.

—

Your POV

It’s ten thirty, and Steve’s BMW rounds the corner to Gareth’s house. It’s nothing fancy, a regular two story building with an underground cellar, where most of the party seems to be taking place. As you step into the house, you take everything in, and it’s a lot crazier than you’d expect from people that get teased for having talent.

There are coolers on the back porch stuffed with cans of all kinds, both alcoholic and non. The music playing on the first floor is loud and heavy, and you find yourself head banging to Dio as you make your way to the kitchen. There, you find a fully stocked bar, crowded with a bunch of people wearing flannel and leather, drunkenly conversing about whether being a drummer or a bassist is more likely to get them chicks.

You fill your cup with the punch, knowing anything would be better than the three beers you kicked back at Robin’s. It’s tangy, with just enough strength to keep your buzz going. With your drink in your hand, you and Robin head downstairs.

“They usually play outside, but it’s about fifteen degrees right now, and guitarists kind of need their fingers.” Robin jokes, trying to inspect your mood over the noise of the crowd. “What do you think? Is it totally lame compared to your Boston blowouts?”

“I honestly don’t have much to compare it to. I’m sure it’ll be fun!” At least, you really want it to be. You like Robin, and her friends seem really cool too, so you have faith this party will be a night to remember.

“Cool! I think you’ll really like the band.” She elbows you playfully in the arm, and you bite your lip as your cheeks blush bright red. You still haven’t admitted to having a crush on Eddie, if you can even call it that. You’re sort of hoping the band sucks enough to help you get over it before it becomes a real problem.”Let’s get a good spot!” She drags you by the arm, and you find yourself right in front of the stage, which is really just a foot thick platform of concrete. There’s no separation between you and that platform, and you can’t imagine the weak party lights will be enough to prevent Eddie from seeing you there.

On the makeshift stage, a kid gets up, the feedback of the microphone grabbing everyone’s attention. “Welcome, freaks!” The kid says with a slight lisp, and everyone hollers. “I am proud to announce the entertainment, and your hosts, for this wild night of fun. Please, join me in welcoming CORRODED COFFIN!” The crowd, for how small it is, goes absolutely nuts. You find yourself just drunk enough to give a whistle as the boys take the stage.

Gareth comes out spinning his sticks in his fingers, waving at his friends in the crowd before seating himself behind the drum kit. The bassist, a hefty dude clad in a leather jacket and a t shirt that reads “Hellfire Club” stomps to his spot on the far left side, and Jeff, whose name you only know because of Robin, runs to his mark on the right side of the stage with his arms in the air, his instrument swinging around his neck. There’s a drumroll, and the crowd grows substantially louder as Eddie jogs to the center of the stage. You’re immediately entranced as you watch him make his entrance. He’s wearing, wait, are those pleather pants?! He has a distressed black tank top on, displaying all of his tattoos for the crowd to see. You wait until you’re sure he’s not paying attention to you, and look at his face. You lean into Robin’s ear, “Is he wearing eyeliner?!”

“Dude loves the hair band look. As a lesbian, I think it works for him.” This causes a fit of laughter from both of you. At that moment, just as you��ve caught your breath, you look back at Eddie to find him looking right at you. He doesn’t look away when you catch him, but raises his hand as a hello, and you can’t help but give him your biggest smile as you wave back. Robin watches the whole interaction with a grin on her face.

They kick into their first song, and the crowd is electric. You know you’re surrounded by the minority of Hawkins High, the kids you actually wouldn’t mind running into again. These kids all have something in common, whether it be their taste in music, the activities they participate in, or their outlook on life. Whatever it is, you can feel it in the air as Eddie’s voice pierces through you, joining the alcohol in heightening your senses. You have to admit, he looks fantastic up there. You hadn’t known what to expect from a band of high schoolers, but you surely aren’t disappointed. By the third song, you’ve joined the tiny mosh pit that’s formed in the middle of the basement, free of any judgment from your peers.

—

Eddie’s POV

“Thank you guys for hanging out with us. We have one more week before this year is over, let’s make the rest of it count!” Gareth exclaims into his microphone, doing his job as the host. “Bonfire will start outside in ten, beer’s in the cooler. We got one more song for you, and we’re pretty sure you’ll know this one!” The lights go off again, a spotlight on where Eddie will soon stand. Right now, he’s “backstage,” which is really just in the laundry room, separated from the rest of the basement by a large tarp. He has his guitar securely around his neck, fingers lightly resting on the frets. Gareth does his count, and Eddie starts in with The Trooper. It’s Eddie’s favorite Iron Maiden song, so he made it his mission to perfect it on guitar to play at a Corroded Coffin show. He almost settled for playing it at The Hideout to their normal crowd of drunk plant workers, but meeting you motivated him to play it for his peers instead.

Seeing you enjoy yourself like that gives Eddie a sense of relief, and he feels proud of his clan of nerds for being enjoyable company. Now, he thinks, I can relax and really let ‘em have it. He leans into the microphone, letting loose the strongest scream he can muster as an avid smoker. The crowd responds with whoops and hollers, and Eddie hears your whistle over all of it.

The song ends after a ripping five minutes, and the band take their bows. The crowd’s stench of sweat and alcohol is pungent, as Eddie is sure his own is. He waves one final goodbye from the stage, still looking for you in the process. He spots you in the back of the crowd, laughing with… Is that fucking Steve Harrington?

—

Your POV

“No, I swear to god, she sounds like a muppet.” Steve continues his story about Tammy Thompson, one of what seems like many of Steve’s conquests. You’re half listening, not intending to be rude to your friend’s best friend, but you’re also trying to search for Eddie amongst the crowd of sweaty teenagers. You’re drenched yourself, having removed your jacket and t-shirt, now only wearing a black ribbed tank top, letting your pits air out and your damp skin dry.

You’re finally about to interrupt Steve, who’s now chatting to someone whose name you never caught, but someone else does it for you.

“Hey.” The voice comes from right behind your ear, otherwise you wouldn’t have heard him.

You spin, a little too quickly, to face who you can now only see as a fucking rockstar. “Hi.”

Steve peeks over your shoulder. “Hi!” He smiles, but you and Eddie both shoot him irritated glares, causing him to raise his hands in surrender. “Oh. OH! Okay, I get it. I’m gonna go uh, find Nance. You two have fun!” He winks at you before turning on his heel.

“What’d you think?” Eddie captures your attention again. You’re migrating from the basement to the storm door, leading out to the bonfire that’s started. You stop in a quieter part of the basement to finish the conversation.

When you look at him, your stomach jumps into your throat. He still hasn’t put his shirt back on. Girls from other schools, other counties even, are about ten feet away from you both, gawking at his shimmering skin. He’s not paying any attention to them, though. His eyes are glued on you as he lights a cigarette.

“You guys were great! I’m having a lot of fun, actually. Thank you for inviting me. Full disclosure, in the spirit of the New Year or whatever, you weren’t the first one to ask me to come.”

Eddie’s face falls. “Who else asked you?”

“Robin! I didn’t tell her yes until I found out you were coming, though.” You look at the floor when you say the last part, suddenly shy.

Eddie doesn’t answer, so you look back at his face to find him staring at you, the smallest smile on his lips. You bite your own, afraid to put your foot back in your mouth.

“That’s flattering, considering we don’t really know each other.” He says finally. He takes a long drink of his beer.

“It kind of feels like we do, no?” You pluck the half finished cigarette from his fingers and take a drag, leaving Eddie with his empty fingers raised to his parted lips. “Rumor has it tobacco isn’t all you smoke. Got anything else on you? I have cash.” You excuse your own boldness with the excuse that you’re drunk. You only know he’s the school’s dealer thanks, again, to Robin and her big mouth. You’re thankful for it, if it means you can get Eddie even more alone.

“Y- Yeah, definitely, it’s in my van if you wanna-“

“Sure, absolutely, let me just go find Robin.” You hustle outside to deliver the update. You find Robin cuddled on a giant log with Nancy, who’s sandwiched between her and Steve, who’s busy roasting a marshmallow.

“Hey,” You tap Robin on the shoulder.

“Hi! Where’d you go? I figured you were with Eddie and I didn’t wanna intrude, but then I got kind of worried, I was about to come look for you!”

“Oh, no worries, I was with Eddie. I’m uh, actually gonna go hang out with him a little more, if that’s okay? I don’t wanna ditch you guys though.”

“Nah, go ahead, the party just started. We’ll be here! If we aren’t, something horrible must have happened to us.” You give Robin’s shoulder a squeeze, then wave to Nancy and Steve before jogging back into the basement. Eddie has put his shirt back on, much to the gratitude of your hormones, and is spinning his key ring on his finger.

“Ready to light up, sweetheart?”

“As I’ll ever be.”

—-

Eddie’s POV

Eddie’s heart is pounding. He isn’t used to the lurching in his chest when he’s near you. He’s just so fucking tired of falling for someone, only for them to find out and run away from him. He knows he’s an easy target: He’s a nerd who likes heavy music, fantasy role playing, and illegal substances. It doesn’t make the cruelty hurt any less, though.

He doesn’t feel that way around you. He feels safe, something he never expected. Before he lived with his uncle, Eddie was stuck at home committing crimes with his father, stealing cars and selling drugs to make a quick buck. Despite Eddie’s interests and appearance, he doesn’t superly enjoy being a criminal. Okay, he likes the drugs, but that shouldn’t make someone a delinquent.

“Welcome to my noble steed.” Eddie pats the side of the van, a giant dented rust bucket of a vehicle, the bottom half coated in dirt and dust from years of neglect. “She’s ugly, but she’s mine,” Eddie likes to tell people. He doesn’t say this to you, though, just opens the passenger side door for you to step up and into the car.

“Sorry for the mess, maid took the holiday off.” Eddie chuckles, referring to the mess of water bottles and food wrappers on the floor of his car. The backseat holds a broken amp and a Dungeon Master’s binder, which he catches you eyeing. “You play?”

“I haven’t in, god, six years? I used to play with my friends in middle school, but we all grew apart, they got boyfriends and I got… depressed.” You snort, but Eddie’s not laughing. “I’m okay now! Mostly!” You try to reassure him, you’re way too drunk to be having an emotional conversation with a mostly-stranger.

Eddie doesn’t pry for more, but he desperately wants to know everything about you. Instead, he settles for having you here, in his van with him, about to get absolutely zooted.

—

Your POV

Eddie digs around the floor of his backseat for awhile, eventually returning with a black metal lunchbox. He places it in his lap, twisting his body to face you as he dramatically unlatches the case, letting loose the stench of marijuana in his already dank van. “I can do like 20 for half an ounce, stuff’s pretty good too.” He’s all business, but it wasn’t really your intention to buy and ditch.

“I… I don’t know how to roll.” This is a bold faced lie. You spent your entire summer last year teaching yourself how to roll joints because there was nothing else to do. It was the only thing you’re convinced you’re an expert at. But you’d prefer to sacrifice your pride if it means more time with Eddie.

“Seriously? I can teach you, if you want? I’ll roll one for us now, then you can decide what you wanna do?” You nod, trying not to give your excitement away. Eddie pulls a small metal tray out of his drug box, along with a packet of papers, a grinder, and a dime bag. You watch him closely, his hands confident as they stuff the flower into the paper. He talks you through every step, and you listen like you’ve never seen something like this before, nodding and “hm”ing where appropriate. The feminist part of you is heavily disappointed right now.

“Tada!” Eddie presents what you would consider a sub par joint, and you applaud like he’s the most genius pothead you’ve ever met. “I want you to hit it first, you’re the guest after all.” He pats his many pockets before turning up a silver lighter. “The only good thing Dad ever gave me.” He says, and you can tell, he immediately regrets saying. You don’t acknowledge it, not wanting to invade his privacy without his sober consent, and you’re not getting that tonight.

Instead, you take the joint from his fingers and raise it to your lips. He holds the lighter out for you, but you shake your head. “I always end up burning my hair,” another lie, “could you light it for me?” You look up at him from behind your lashes, and even in the dimness of the car light you can tell he’s flushed.

Finally, Eddie nods, flicking the lighter and bringing it up to the joint held in your lips. You watch as he lights it, careful not to get too close to you even though you desperately want him to. You inhale the smoke, holding the sweetness in your lungs for a while before exhaling and passing it back to Eddie.

You both sit in silence for awhile, passing the joint back and forth, taking turns choosing which tape to listen to, before Eddie finally says, “What’s Boston like?” It’s a loaded question, but you’re intoxicated with nowhere else you’d rather be, so you humor him.

“Loud. Intense. Filled with anger, usually. I fit right in, which makes me miss it, but I didn’t have much going for me there.” Eddie’s listening to every word you’re saying, which makes you nervous to the point of babbling. “My friends were fine, but I didn’t have many of them. All their parents thought I was a horrible influence.”

“Why would they think that?”

“I mean, look at me!” You gesture to your outfit, laughing at the absurdity of his question. Eddie raises an eyebrow. “I mean, I’m lucky I found you. A- and Robin, and Steve and Nancy. Otherwise I’d be doomed in Hawkins.”

“Yeah, Hawkins is a little… old fashioned, I guess. I can’t lie and say you won’t get shit for dressing that way. I still do, and I’ve looked like this for my entire six year high school career.”

“I’d rather get shit than conform and be unhappy.” You shrug. You’ve gotten shit for your clothes plenty of times, but it’s never stopped you from wearing them.”

“That’s what I’m saying!” Eddie exclaims, killing the roach. You look at each other, the tension between you strengthening. You want to make a move, more than anything, but before you can there’s a banging on Eddie’s passenger side window. You wipe the fog that’s accumulated on the glass, finding Jason Carver and his cronies behind it.

“Oh, fuck.” You hear Eddie mumble.

chapter III

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